The Voices
Extremely odd movie with a strong cast featuring Ryan Reynolds, Anna Kendrick and Gemma Arterton (she's hot).
It's part Dexter, part American Psycho, part Dr. Doolittle. It tries to be comedic while it mixes in some pretty gruesome horror elements. It never can quite figure out which fence it wants to straddle so it ends up doing neither very well.
Pre-Deadpool Reynolds is creepy and weird. Post Pitch Perfect Kendrick seems purposely looking to avoid being typecast. I don't understand her. She's not hot in any way whatsoever, but there's a quirky adorability about her I just can't pin down. She's goofy here. Gemma doesn't do much, but she's puffy-lipped hot.
Mr. Whiskers and Bosco, Reynold's pets, really drive the story. They're the animal manifestation of good and evil perching on his shoulders and giving him (really bad) advice and some profanely cruel insults.
It's a weird one. Any movie that features talking severed heads stored in a refrigerator has possibilities.
This film, which teetered between a Mike Judge comedy and a Wes Craven slasher, never managed to deliver on any of those intriguing possibilities.
The tacked on ending is one of the worst final scenes I've ever encountered. It didn't fit with the movie, its tone or anything else related to the film. The final three minutes took at least one rating star away from a movie that had few stars to spare.